The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Since ancient times, there has been a saying in Honghuang that "supernatural powers are not as good as magic treasures", which means that the abilities of Yuan Shen Dao monks are 60% higher than treasures.

Although Yang Jian's body cultivator is not included in this list, Yang Jian's real rise was after the three-pointed and two-edged spear was formed, and a dragon spear made him even more powerful, and his combat power increased dramatically.

Like Chi Jingzi, who didn't want to keep a hand with his apprentice, so he ate a bitter fruit at this time...

In the battle outside the pass, Chi Jingzi couldn't take down Yin Hong holding the yin and yang mirror for a while.

Seeing this, Yang Jian was also a little depressed for the second master, and the immortals of the two sects who were confronting each other were also quite speechless about it.

The Jiejiao party has no intention of going to rescue Yin Hong, but the second-generation disciples of Chanjiao already have the urge to clean up Chi Jingzi's house.

Wu Yunxian sighed softly, "This Yin Hong really deserves to die, it is rare for Hong Huang to fight against Master like this since ancient times."

The Holy Mother of Guiling shook her head and said: "Ordinary people steal immortal treasures, their minds are unstable, and there are long-lived fruits in vain, so they pretend to be emptiness."

"Junior Sister, why are you reciting poems again?" Daoist Duobao rubbed the center of his brows and yawned, "This Yin Hong's poor character is an internal cause, and this red sperm is doomed to suffer such crimes because he doesn't know people."

"Eldest brother," the Holy Mother of Jin Ling said softly, "Why don't you and I take action now, to learn about Yang Jian's abilities? Seeing how lightly he killed Ma Yuan, I want to confront him head-on."

Daoist Duobao immediately responded with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, "Well, let's fight, it's best to kill him, let's find some disciples to take charge of the Conferred God."

"I'm talking to you about something serious," the Holy Mother of Jinling reprimanded in a low voice, "Zhao Gongming and Junior Sister Sanxiao are both in disaster. If you don't do something, big brother, our Jujiao will really fall!"

Taoist Duobao made a strong and cheerful smile, and his fat face showed a hint of accommodating laughter, "Hey, junior sister, the matter of conferring the gods is not that simple. The master won't let us do it, so let's just watch. I haven't said it all, when the three masters discussed some things that day when they signed and pledged the list of gods, the three masters discussed some things and didn't let our disciples who were present hear.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit scolded: "I don't care about the rest, this Yang Jian deliberately targets us everywhere, I really can't stand him."

"Then you go and fight," Duobao spread his hands, "Anyway, I can't beat his master Yuding, you kill this kid, don't let me go out to top the tank if Yuding comes to him."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was stomped by Duobaodao's anger, but the two of them seemed to be like this on weekdays. The Immortal Wuyun and the Holy Mother of the Guiling just looked at them with a smile and did not persuade them.

"Senior Brother Wuyun," the Holy Mother of Jinling simply ignored Duobao, who immediately put his hands behind his back, looking triumphant.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said: "You and I will meet Yang Jian again? You don't have to act immediately, just help me hold the battle from now on."

Immortal Wuyun pondered for a few moments, then nodded slowly, "Good."

"You two really want to go?" Daoist Duobao frowned and asked, "Two big ones bully one young one, it won't be very honorable if you win."

The Holy Mother of Jinling glared at him, Daoist Duobao sneered, and didn't persuade him much, lest he, the big brother who intercepted the teaching, look like a spy who broke into them by explaining the teaching.

At the moment, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Great Immortal Wuyun moved forward at the same time, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was holding a dragon and tiger Ruyi, and the Great Immortal Wuyun also had an extra sheathed sword in her hand, both of which were extraordinary spiritual treasures.

The Holy Mother of Jinling opened her lips lightly, "Nephew Yang Jian's cultivation has greatly improved recently, do you want to compete with me again?"

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at the two top powers who had suppressed him before, and nodded calmly, "It's inconvenient here, it's a battle outside the sky."

"That's very good," the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit nodded slightly, showing a little sneer, and her figure rushed straight up, followed by the Great Immortal Wuyun.

Yang Jian used the method of transformation and turned into a Jinpeng to chase after him; in the distance, Guang Chengzi, Huang Long, and Cihang ordered a few words, and their figures also turned into Qingfeng to follow Yang Jian's figure, but they were afraid that Yang Jian would suffer, so they went to help.

"Tsk," Taoist Duobao gently shook his head, his face full of regret, "I never thought that I, a dignified Taoist sect, would even bully the small with the big, and I feel deeply saddened."

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit on the side had a dumbfounding expression, "Brother, you are still so unscrupulous."

"No, I'm not dishonest," Daoist Duobao stood with his head held high, his hands behind his back, and sang, "All kinds of grievances and enmities go with the wind, so why worry about others. My Dao Lingkong has a far-reaching heart, and I can't say anything about the hardships of the Three Realms."

The Holy Mother of Guiling had no choice but to smile, and looked thousands of miles away, where Chi Jingzi and Yin Hongzheng fought, and Yin Hong gradually fell into the disadvantaged.

Beyond the sky, Yang Jian and the Holy Mother of Jinling also fought. Yang Jian's original intention was to find the Holy Mother of Jinling to settle the old accounts, but the Holy Mother of Jinling also saw Yang Jian's displeasure in every possible way, and wanted to take the opportunity to rub his spirits.

The fight between these two people was much more exciting than the duel on the ground, but more eyes from heaven and earth still turned to the outside of Qinglong pass.

Master-student duels are really rare.

Zhou Ying, Nezha and Lei Zhenzi are still in the main tent, they are all watching a hundred miles away with their spiritual sense, and they are also discussing this matter in their mouths.

"This Yin Hong is so rebellious, why didn't our ancestor slap him to death?" Nezha twitched his lips, looking down on Yin Hong, "I can live until now because of Master's rescue, and now I still have the face to face Master's sword."

Lei Zhenzi propped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Master didn't take action directly because Yin Hong is doomed to survive this catastrophe. Don't talk nonsense about Master Saint."

"You really have the demeanor of a big brother," Nezha smiled mischievously, "But Master Chi Jingzi's yin and yang mirror is really powerful. If I use the Jiulong Lihuo cover to protect myself, I don't know if I can beat him."

"The outcome should be between four and six. You have a better chance of winning."

"Really?" Nezha smiled happily, "You really have more vision than senior brother, haha..."

Lei Zhenzi took a few more glances, and Yin Hong was already in ruins, gradually panicking.

The two of them wanted to watch the great battle above the Nine Heavens, but their spiritual consciousness was disturbed by the turbulent air mechanism, and they couldn't get a glimpse of it at all.

Nezha asked: "If the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the elder brother fight alone, how will the outcome be?"

Lei Zhenzi rubbed his chin with a wry smile. Although it was Lei Gong's face, he didn't feel ugly after seeing too much.

"Brother, do you really think of me as a powerful monk? I have limited eyesight. How can I judge the confrontation between the senior brother and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit? Most likely, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit can't hurt our senior brother, and the senior brother has nothing to do with the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit."

"how come?"

"Senior brother's profound art is quite peculiar. At this time, the attack is not enough, but his own defense is far better than the power of attack... As far as I know, it is probably so."

Nezha began to recall Yang Jian's previous battle with a powerful enemy, and finally couldn't help but nodded, agreeing with Lei Zhenzi's thoughts.

Agree...

What Lei Zhenzi said was actually true, Yang Jian was indeed a little embarrassed at this time, his attack power was slightly insufficient, and his own defense was more than enough.

He fought with the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and the fights were back and forth. The dragon and tiger Ruyi of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit collided with the three-pointed two-edged spear continuously, and each impact could shatter the stars within ten thousand miles.

And the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit released more than ten spirit treasures in one breath, and bombarded Yang Jian indiscriminately.

If this kind of fighting is in a small world, the aftermath might really shatter the sky.

Sometimes the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit had the upper hand, pressing down on Yang Jian for a burst of indiscriminate bombardment, which made Yang Jian quite embarrassed;

Sometimes Yang Jian took advantage temporarily, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who was forced by the three-pointed and two-edged gun, kept dodging, and Yang Jian even cut the fairy clothes on her chest, and there was a small scar on her beautiful arm.

However, with Yang Jian's ability at this time, he could only leave such a small scar on the body of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit with all his efforts. Although this is enough for three generations of Taoist disciples to be proud of, it makes Yang Jian a little unwilling.

It's not that the three-pointed and two-edged spear is not sharp, it's that his profound skills are not yet ready, and he can't face-to-face with such a top-notch power and win.

This is still the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit's dragon and tiger Ruyi is not a treasure to attack. If one of the four swords of Zhu Xian is in the hands of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Yang Jian will have to hide as far away as possible when he sees her...

In just half a stick of incense, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and Yang Jian had gone through hundreds of tricks, and neither of them got any benefits.

Immortal Wuyun wanted to help when he saw this, Guang Chengzi held Fan Tianyin and chuckled in the distance, and Immortal Wuyun had to stop.

It's not that Immortal Wu Yun is afraid of Guang Chengzi, but if the two of them fight again, then no one will be able to stop Yang Jian and Our Lady of the Golden Spirit. Today is not the time for a deadly battle, so there is no need to fight.

Guang Chengzi said: "Bewitching three generations of disciples, causing them to deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors, the methods of cutting off teaching have become more and more powerful."

Great Immortal Wu Yun smiled quite elegantly, "This matter was done by Shen Gongbao. He seems to be a disciple of the teaching. What does it have to do with me stopping the teaching?"

Guang Chengzi nodded and said no more, but he also learned the cause and effect of this matter from Wuyun Daxian.

"If they keep fighting like this, it will be difficult to tell the winner," Wuyun Daxian said from the side, "It's better for Senior Brother Guang Chengzi to let Yang Jian retreat."

"Oh?" Guang Chengzi chuckled, "Why didn't Junior Sister Jin Ling retreat first? It's really admirable to be so righteous and confident when bullying the younger."

Immortal Wuyun remained silent, but Guang Chengzi was happy to continue watching the play.

The longer the battle between Yang Jian and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit drags on, the more detrimental it will be to the reputation of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the Jujiao.

At this moment, Guang Chengzi suddenly heard a chuckle, and the smile froze on his face.

In the void, a young Taoist priest with long hair was strolling over. The moment before, he seemed to be in front of his eyes, but the next moment he appeared in the sky again, and he came close in the blink of an eye.

Why erratic? That's about it.

"I've met senior brother," Guang Chengzi bowed his head to salute, but Immortal Wuyun at the side just nodded slightly, and didn't salute to Xuandu.

Wu Yunxian is not a disciple of a sage, but a disciple of Jiejiao, similar to a guardian animal.

The only one who can make Guang Chengzi call him big brother is Xuandu in Bajing Palace.

Xuan Du waved his sleeves, the yin and yang qi chased and played, submerged into the battle between Yang Jian and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and turned into a faint picture of Tai Chi, gently pushing the two away.

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately withdrew his profound energy, and saluted Xuandu far away.

The reaction of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit can't help but make people wonder, she was startled when she saw this, and then turned her head to see the great mage Xuandu standing in the distance, her face blushed again, then she turned her head and snorted softly, put away the dragon and tiger Ruyi, her face was as cold as frost, and deliberately turned a blind eye to Xuandu who was standing over there.

Xuandu was still smiling at first, but when he saw the appearance of the Holy Mother of Jinling, he could only smile embarrassingly and stopped looking at her any more.

Yang Jian felt that he had discovered some gossip...